31st Consort Chapter 9

Feria, who was sleeping deeply for the whole night, seems to have gotten back to her energetic self as she opened the door with great vigor and then three worried-looking knights were standing there with dark circles under their eyes.

"Hmm?"

"I'm glad Ferisama! Since you were locked up in your room since last night, we were really worried. Are you hungry? I'm not that good at cooking but I made you some breakfast, so please eat some"

Feria's eyes widen upon seeing their worried look, filled with concern for her. She feels like tearing up as this warm-hearted feelings seems to spread through her. And with a tear-choked voiced, she thanked them and then the knights smiled so joyously upon hearing her response. 

"Ferisama, please relax, at least for today, isn't it fine to do things in a leisure way."

The corner of Feria's mouth raised a bit as she nodded upon hearing Zodd's suggestion. And then she grabbed a chair from the mansion and placed it outside as she sat down, enjoying the sun softly embracing her.

While eating the breakfast cooked by the three knights, she saw the same knights who always came to eat breakfast with her, coming towards them.

"We're here to visit!"

And in their hand is a bouquet, making Feria's eyes glisten for a bit as she received the flowers from the knight. She held the yellow gerbera. Feria's favorite energetic colour. Just like the color of the bright yellow sun.

"Thank you! It's the first time I got a visit like this. I'm really happy."

Hearing the response of the lady whom they sent the flowers, the knights seem to be in a flustered state as they thought to themselves, 'Is it okay like this? That we are the first ones too??' When normally, it should have been the King who'll do the visitations for the consort candidate and send her some gifts. 

However, it couldn't be helped since she's the 31st Consort and what's more, she doesn't have any court lady attending her, so, no one can go to the King and report her condition. 

The knights' eyebrows scrunched up as they deeply think about the pitiful situation Feria is in.

However, the main person of their concern doesn't seem to bother about such things as Feria, happily gaze at the gerbera in her hands.

Two months have passed. It is now the beginning of the last month. Macron, sighed as he headed to the place of the 15th consort. As expected, the consorts who caused troubles were silently notified as they requested to meet with the King privately. 

Thus, it is the reason why Macron is on his way to the 15th consort.

"Good Morning, Lady Mimiri"

 Macron said as he greeted the marquis' daughter, Lady Mimiri, in a way the Vinz told him in advance. 

And with her teary eyes, she bowed her head towards Macron and said, "I humbly apologies for the impolite behavior that I have done the other day."

But despite that, Macron still doesn't know how to respond to the lady in front of him. For he can't simply tell her 'I'll forgive you, so don't mind it', since what he's been searching for is his consort. That's why he simply can't just dismiss it as is.

"Macron-sama, no, King Macron... ...It was all my fault so please, somehow, please forgive me"

While saying that, Mimiri's knees give in as she plopped herself down and all Macron can do is to let out a sigh, upon seeing the actions of the Marquis' daughter. It seems like all she wants is to ask for forgiveness. 

To seek forgiveness, to acknowledge that she did something wrong, to look for what else could she have done and to act accordingly to the situation and by directly reporting it to Macron, it seems like this is the first time she has ever truly asked for forgiveness.

"You are here in this mansion right now because of your position as a consort candidate. Though, it is quite obvious why you happen to be in this predicament... ...you, you are here begging for my forgiveness but what else have you done? Yet you haven't even done anything to cope with the blunder that happened. And what you've done is considered as you being rude to me."

To whom you should apologies (To the 20th consort)

To reflect on oneself, (for taking the customs lightly) 

To find and know how to manage the consequences (if you can control the damage done)

And how you, as a candidate consort will take action (by admitting it yourself and taking responsibility for it)

"Whether or not you can realise it yourself, that you do not have the qualifications to become my consort... ...if you, yourself realise the position and standing you are currently in and actually showed great remorse then I might have forgiven you."

Macron paused for a while and took a deep breath. As the Marquis' daughter's face turned red, her body tremble. With her teary eyes gone, she looked at Macron with eyes filled with anger, loneliness and great frustration. Then for a moment there it seems like those eyes still cling to her desires.

"This King declares that from now on, I will never come in this mansion and I decline the Marquis' daughter, Lady Mimiri's candidacy as a consort candidate"

After declaring that, the Marquis' daughter, Mimiri, started to shake her head in disapproval as she started muttering to herself. 'No...No! It is impossible for ME, of all people, not to be chosen!' This can not be!'

"There's still the...three months... ...exchange... ..., where the intention of the consort candidates is examined... ..., I...I can still remain here as long as I haven't declared my own free will that I withdraw from it within three months. Since taking account the consort candidate's intention is part of the customs of this kingdom!"

The Marquis' daughter struggles. Not minding anything as she deeply clings to it. Not even minding one bit, the trouble she had caused among the other consort candidates.

In short, nothing has reached her.

"How deplorable"

Macron coldly said as he looks as the futile struggle of the marquis daughter.

"Again, for the second time, I will tell you this. From this moment on, I will never step inside this mansion. Whether you leave or not, I will not come here anymore. Even in the remaining nine months or whether the designated date of the month appears or even if it's the customs, I will never come here"

For this is all Macron's will. 

In short, he'll never accommodate the 15th consort candidate. 

Upon hearing it, the Marquis' daughter couldn't help but turn pale. And then she shakes her head and muttered, 'No! No!' 

Macron stood up and as he was about to leave, together with Binz 

"A moment! A moment, please! Macron-sama!"

However, Macron never looked back.

  Thinking that for sure a report from the knight escort will come and that 15th consort candidate will definitely not withdraw. That's why Macron can somehow foresee it already. She'll find fault with everyone... ...or that the Marquis will somehow try to pressure him. 

And that from now on, Macron will never utter this consort candidate's name. He feels sorry for Binz, despite all the reminders but this is Macron's demarcation against the consort candidates like that person.

 For he has still not decided the name he will call from the bottom of his heart.

Chapter end